Perfect peace
I am sitting in my clean apartment, sipping Irish breakfast tea. There is incense burning and my cranberry candle, I'm cuddled in my kimono bathrobe, my laundry is folded and put away.
There are two cats purring away in their sleep on my bed. My tummy is full of pizza and breadsticks. There has been delightful music playing from my laptop all day.
I'm not blackout drunk and wandering around the city blindly, waiting to get hit by a car or shot.
What a difference a year makes.
Remember, there's all kinds of swine flu and crap going around, so I suggest everyone administer their New Year's Eve kisses like this intelligent couple:
There are two cats purring away in their sleep on my bed. My tummy is full of pizza and breadsticks. There has been delightful music playing from my laptop all day.
I'm not blackout drunk and wandering around the city blindly, waiting to get hit by a car or shot.
What a difference a year makes.
Remember, there's all kinds of swine flu and crap going around, so I suggest everyone administer their New Year's Eve kisses like this intelligent couple: